Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Mystery Chapter 336: Chapter 336: Mystery “Didn’t big brother tell you?” Perhaps discerning something from He Jingyao’s expression, He Yizheng revealed a smile full of a sense of superiority, “Maybe he just wanted to give you a surprise.”
He Jingyao glanced at him indifferently and turned to leave.
He Yizheng was provoked by this cold and disdainful attitude, his face twisting once again.
Although he was He Jingyao’s second uncle and his senior, He Yizheng had always lived in the shadow of He Jingyao since childhood. Previously, he had hidden his thoughts well, and the relationship between the two could barely maintain a semblance of peace, and He Jingyao still showed him some respect.
But after their fallout, He Yizheng realized that He Jingyao had never truly taken him seriously. In other words, while he regarded He Jingyao as his greatest rival, He Jingyao didn’t even consider him at all!
This realization fueled a surge of anger in He Yizheng’s heart.
He pursed his lips tightly, thinking of the recent series of vexing issues, anger making his jaws ache.
He Jingyao returned to his office, picked up his personal cellphone from the coffee table, and turned it on. A multimedia message lay in the inbox.
He opened it, and Su Zixi’s smiling face slowly loaded on the screen. Standing under a camphor tree, wrapped in a scarf, she was taking a selfie with her phone, her smile so wide that her eyes were barely visible.
The autumn sun was warm and not glaring; her eyebrows and eyes curved, her eyes shimmering with a radiant light.
The corners of He Jingyao’s lips slightly curled up.
It seemed she knew to be afraid and was trying to please him with a selfie.
He Jingyao’s pupils narrowed slightly as he zoomed in on the photo. He only smiled with satisfaction when he saw the glimpse of white smoothness within the slightly gaping neckline of the woman’s clothing.
While he was admiring the picture, another message came in.
The number was his father’s, and the content had only three words: Tianxiang Inn.
The Tianxiang Inn was a high-end club that integrated dining, leisure, and entertainment. When He Yirong used to live in Yanzhou City, he would typically conduct his business there.
So He Jingyao did not suspect the authenticity of this message.
However, although his father usually lived abroad, he would at least notify him and his mother when returning to the country; never had there been such secrecy.
Even He Yizheng had received the news earlier than him.
He Jingyao pondered for a moment, then dialed a number and called Uncle Li.
In the evening, after Su Zixi finished copying her notes, she said goodbye to Shen Yushan feeling quite satisfied.
She kept her smile all the way to the school gates, which only widened upon seeing Uncle Li and the familiar Bentley.
“Young Mistress,” Uncle Li greeted her with a smile and a respectful bow as she approached, “The Young Master has sent me to take you home.”
“Thank you for your trouble,” Su Zixi couldn’t help but smile, “Has Jingyao already gotten home?”
“The Young Master has an engagement this evening and regrets that he may not be able to dine with you,” Uncle Li’s smile was immaculate, “But rest assured, the Young Master won’t be staying out overnight.”
Su Zixi laughed awkwardly, “I’m not worried…”
Even if He Jingyao stayed out overnight, could he possibly be unfaithful? Su Zixi pondered with a puzzled expression.
Uncle Li also smiled, opening the car door for her and then taking his place in the driver’s seat, starting the car.
Through the rearview mirror, Uncle Li saw Su Zixi’s smile, innocent of any scheming, and he couldn’t help but sigh softly.
Actually, the Young Master’s order was for him to take the Young Mistress to Tianxiang Inn.
However, the order from the master was the exact opposite.
Although he had served the Young Master for many years, in the end, he belonged to He Yirong.